y volviendo.I want all the shameless innocence of the beginning.I want the purest doubt,that unreason that spins time.I want open handsand sleepy eyes.The unknown bodies in nervous embrace,postponed in vainlong before.I want the impudence of showingwanting to be seen.I want the hideoutfor the very shame,the simple one, the primitive one.I want all the shameless innocence of the beginning.And to go on ahead like that,in circles,and returning.

I know! I wish I could always translate them... but they just hit like that, they come to me and I publish them.This one, could be sooooomething like this (excuse the possible mistakes, poetry is really hard to translate for me):

And returning

I want all the shameless innocence of the beginning.I want the purest doubt,that unreason that spins time.I want open handsand sleepy eyes.The unknown bodies in nervous embrace,postponed in vainlong before.I want the impudence of showingwanting to be seen.I want the hideoutfor the very shame,the simple one, the primitive one.I want all the shameless innocence of the beginning.And to go on ahead like that,in circles,and returning.

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Gracias por pasar por acá.Los invito a hacer comentarios sobre los textos, las fotos, y sobre lo que sea. Generalmente contesto los comentarios en la misma sección de comentarios... así que ¡vuelvan por acá para ver las respuestas!Thanks for stopping by. I invite you to comment on the texts, photos or whatever. Please, have in mind that I am not an english native speaker. Hence the probable mistakes with the language... I usually reply to the comments in the same comment section... so come back to see the answers!